Jiang Qian had no emotional ups and downs from beginning to end, and his thin and pale face showed a strange gaudiness due to the crisscrossing blood stains.
But those pale amber eyes moved slightly, as if a tiny stone had fallen into the unfathomable cold pool, causing subtle ripples.
Lin Yuan didn’t know that he had scratched himself so many times and applied medicine to Jiang Qian again and again. Could he convince Jiang Qian that there was nothing wrong with the medicine? If it doesn’t work, he can only continue.
Getting off Jiang Qian, Lin Yuan sat next to him.
Perhaps because of the scene he just saw, Jiang Qian was dubious about the medicine at this time and stopped picking at the wounds on his body that had been treated with medicine.
He just lay on the bed, staring blankly upward. His pale amber eyes were empty, like stones without temperature.
Lin Yuan’s eyes were filled with tears from the pain, and his eyes were full of water, looking a little pitiful. He made another cut on his arm, endured the pain, grabbed Jiang Qian’s hand, put the medicine bottle into Jiang Qian’s hand, and said meekly and obediently: “Jiang Qian, help me apply the medicine, I’m bleeding. “
Jiang Qian didn’t respond at all, so Lin Yuan held his hand tightly and did it herself.
When the medicine came into contact with the wound, Lin Yuan shivered in pain and gasped pitifully.
After applying the medicine, Lin Yuan showed Jiang Qian the wound where he had just applied the medicine, and smiled softly at him, his voice soft and harmless: “Jiang Qian, look, it’s okay, it’s really okay.”
Jiang Qian Qian’s eyes didn’t move, as if he didn’t see anything.
Lin Yuan did not expect that Jiang Qian would recover immediately. After experiencing the despair and grief of losing his family and experiencing such inhuman torture, no matter how tough and tough a person was, he could not get better in a day. He had to take his time and do it step by step.
Anyway, a small goal every day. Today’s goal is to make Jiang Qian believe that there is nothing wrong with the medicine and will not harm him.
Lin Yuan made more than a dozen cuts on his arm from beginning to end. He didn’t know how to treat the wounds, so he just applied medicine. Seeing that Jiang Qian was still calm, he called Lin Xia in and asked him to call the doctor.
The doctor entered the room and was shocked when he saw wounds on the young prince’s arms. But he didn’t dare to say anything or ask. He just carefully cleaned the little prince’s wound and applied medicine and bandage.
When Lin Yuan committed suicide, he didn’t think much about it. He only wanted to convince Jiang Qian that the medicine was fine. But after all, he is now the noble young prince of the Prince of Chu. If anyone knew that he had cut himself so many times, they might think he was crazy.
Therefore, he had to ask the doctor to keep it secret and not tell others.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the doctor who was kneeling on the ground to bandage his wound: “Don’t tell others about my injury, do you hear me?”
Is that so? Is that right?
In the TV series he watched before, the character of the prince was always threatening like this.
The doctor was frightened when he heard this and said quickly: “Yes, I understand, I will never let anyone know about this.”
After Lin Yuan’s wound was bandaged, he glanced at Jiang Qian, thought for a while and said : “Is it time to change the dressing on Jiang Qian’s wound?”
The doctor lowered his head and replied, “Yes, sir, it’s time to change the dressing.”
Lin Yuan was worried that Jiang Qian didn’t believe the doctor, so he asked specifically how to change the dressing and bandage, and asked him The doctor and Lin Xia went out.
When they got outside, the doctor waited for Lin Xia to close the door, then leaned over and whispered: “Lin… Guard Lin, little… little prince, he… what the hell happened to him?”
Lin Xia’s Lin is also the Lin family of Prince Chu’s palace. Lin, following his master’s surname, has been the close bodyguard of the master of the Chu Palace since his grandfather’s generation. Lin Xia and his original body Lin Yuan also grew up together.
He was loyal to Lin Yuan. When he heard this, he glanced at the doctor lightly and said in a cold tone: “How can you, a young doctor, get involved in the affairs of the young prince? Keep your mouth shut. If you dare to say one more word, I will let you do it.” Life is worse than death.”
Lin Xia was fierce and cold, and was like a murderer in the eyes of everyone in the Chu Palace. The doctor was suddenly covered in cold sweat and said in panic: “Yes, I know, Guard Lin, don’t worry, I will never do anything to anyone.
Lin Xia looked at the doctor indifferently and said, “Does anyone, including the old princess and the people around her understand?”
The doctor was even more frightened: “Yes… I understand . …”
…
In the room, Lin Yuan took off all the bandages on Jiang Qian’s body. The man was covered in scars, criss-crossing his body, because he had been digging at the wounds last night, and some of the wounds looked particularly painful. Terrifying and terrifying.
Lin Yuan used 100 points to buy medicine from the system mall and added it to the wound medicine. This medicine could ensure that Jiang Qian’s injury would not be infected, and would also speed up the healing of the wound, relieve pain and promote muscle growth.
However, this medicine cannot make Jiang Qian’s scars disappear. The injuries on his body are too serious. The medicine of this era cannot eliminate these scars at all.
When the doctor prescribed medicine, he didn’t pay too much attention to Jiang Qian’s condition. After all, after suffering such a serious injury, pain was unavoidable.
Lin Yuan was different. He looked at Jiang Qian’s eyes carefully just now and was almost certain that it was his husband. Then he lay down next to Jiang Qian again and felt against his shoulder. This time he was completely sure.
Jiang Qian is his lover.
Lin Yuan originally sympathized with Jiang Qian because of the plot of the world, and felt that he was really pitiable. Now that he was sure that Jiang Qian was his husband, he felt an indescribable affection for Jiang Qian.
Wow, his husband is really miserable.
Lin Yuan felt pain just looking at the wounds on Jiang Qian’s body before. After he made more than a dozen cuts himself, he felt the same pain and felt even more pain.
So when applying the medicine to Jiang Qian, he poured some medicine, blew on the other person, and softly said: “It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, Jiang Qian doesn’t hurt…” He
slowly applied the medicine like this, Jiang Qian was covered in injuries again, and it took Lin Yuan more than an hour to finish.
After wiping the sweat on his head, Lin Yuan took a breath and ordered someone to bring hot water in. He wrung out the towel himself and wiped the blood off Jiang Qian’s face.
After doing this, Lin Yuan lay down next to Jiang Qian, gently touched his hair, and comforted him softly: “Don’t be afraid, Jiang Qian. No one will bully you anymore, I will protect you, don’t be afraid, don’t I’m afraid…”
Lin Yuan didn’t sleep well last night, and he bled a lot today. When he gave Jiang Qian the medicine, he was too focused, and now he feels sleepy when he relaxes a little.
Jiang Qian heard the steady and long breathing next to him, rising and falling.
He didn’t look to the side, he just raised his hand to untie the bandage and remove the medicine from his body again. When his hand first touched the bandage, the smell of blood lingering in the air made his fingers freeze.
When the blood dripped onto his face, it was sticky, warm, and had a fishy, ​​sweet and familiar smell.
Later, the hot towel wiped on his face was warm and soft. He had not been so warm for a long time.
After a long time, Jiang Qian let go of his hand.
This person also used it, and he also used it. These medicines may…maybe not poisons.
Lin Yuan slept until dusk. When he woke up, he was very hungry. Just as he was about to ask someone to pass on the meal, he suddenly remembered how the two government servants tortured Jiang Qian about eating.
Yesterday afternoon, Jiang Qian arrived at the Prince of Chu’s Mansion, where he took a bath, groomed, and prescribed medicine. Later, Jiang Qian was so crazy that he didn’t even think about eating.
Jiang Qian also has a big shadow when it comes to eating. Is it possible that he should be fed rotten rice like the two government servants tortured Jiang Qian?
no! can not be like this!
His husband now has a wife who is a high-ranking young prince, and he cannot be wronged like this.
He is a young prince, so his husband is… a young princess. How can… how can a young princess eat rotten rice?
No, no! Absolutely not!
Lin Yuan thought for a long time and asked someone to prepare chicken porridge with ginseng slices and bring it in.
Stirring the glutinous chicken porridge with a spoon, Lin Yuan took a spoonful, fed it to Jiang Qian’s mouth, and said softly: “Jiang Qian, it’s time for porridge.”
Lin Yuan coaxed him softly: “Be good. “Open your mouth and drink some porridge, okay?”
Jiang Qian looked ahead blankly and did not open his mouth.
Lin Yuan had guessed that this would happen. He put the spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and then scooped up another spoonful of porridge and fed it to the man’s mouth. His voice was still so light and soft: “Jiang Qian, be good, open your mouth.” Would you like some porridge?”
Jiang Qian still looked at him like that, his eyes blank.
Lin Yuan fed the porridge to Jiang Qian’s mouth again and again, coaxing him gently.
Jiang Qian always looked like a zombie.
In this way, Lin Yuan fed himself six bowls of porridge, and his stomach was full of food. He touched his belly, burped several times in frustration, then brought the spittoon over, put his fingers into his throat, and started to pick at the spit.
This kind of thing is naturally uncomfortable and uncomfortable. The acidic water in his stomach is almost vomiting. After Lin Yuan finished vomiting, his eyes were red and full of physiological tears.
After rinsing his mouth, Lin Yuan touched his belly again to make sure it was no longer round or bloated, and continued to ask for shredded chicken porridge.
“Jiang Qian, be good, drink some porridge…”
Lin Yuan really didn’t know how to save Jiang Qian. Therefore, he can only use such extreme methods.
Jiang Qian felt that the medicine given to him was unusable and was poison. Then he would hurt himself and use those medicines on himself, showing Jiang Qian again and again that these medicines could be used to treat his injuries.
Jiang Qian didn’t want to eat, so Lin Yuan kept coaxing him gently without forcing him. If he doesn’t eat, he will eat it by himself, spit it out after eating, and then continue to coax him to feed him.
Lin Yuan drank more than ten bowls of porridge from five o’clock in the afternoon to ten o’clock in the evening, and vomited several times. He was almost half dead.
However, Jiang Qian still didn’t open his mouth, he still looked like a living corpse.
Lin Yuan also slept next to Jiang Qian at night. The next day, after he changed Jiang Qian’s medicine, he began to coax him and feed him porridge. Throughout the day, Lin Yuan drank more than 30 bowls of porridge. Because of the severe scratching and vomiting, his throat was seriously injured, and the vomited food was filled with blood.
His voice was also hoarse, but it was still very soft and gentle: “Good boy, good boy, Jiang Qian, let’s have some porridge…”
This time, the man’s pale and chapped lips moved slightly.
Seeing Jiang Qian take a sip of shredded chicken porridge, Lin Yuan’s eyes lit up, as if the sky was full of stars. He moved the spoon and fed the porridge into Jiang Qian’s mouth. His voice was extremely soft: “Okay, good boy, drink the porridge.”
Jiang Qian took a mouthful of porridge and swallowed it without chewing.
Lin Yuan couldn’t care about that for the time being. Jiang Qian was willing to eat like an ordinary person.
Did he…
remember himself a little bit…
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